Here i am, lost in my own sea of dreams,
being swept up by the tide, and washed clean of it all.
But no matter how clean i am,
something seems to be looming over me,
and i believe its my own lack of ability to handle myself.
What is one to do?
I think the first thing would to be to admit what was allways there.
Grattitude, Love, Hate, Insanity...
Perhaps its all there.
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The long, slow crawl across Route 1
Mhm ...ilikeitupthebut ...
<.< Greg?
*points at text accusingly*